Story Notes:
Buizel finds out about adult issues sshortly after puberty hits home.
Old Friend, New Feelings
Old Friend, New Feelings
Buizel awoke. The sun was peering through the window, casting glorious rays of sunshine everywhere. Buizel stretched and yawned, feeling his spine click. He swung his legs off the bed but he stayed sat on it, rubbing his eyes due to both tiredness and all the light that was flooding in. He stood up and vacated the room, leaving it in its usual state.
He proceeded downstairs to check if anyone was still there other than him, no one was. He noticed a piece of paper stuck to the banister, it explained that his parents were going to be back late, and that he could have the leftovers from the previous night for dinner, which were in the fridge. Sighing he realised that this meant he had an entire day to himself, but had nothing to do with that time. He thought about what he could do with this time, mulling many different options around in his mind. He decided that he would ask his friend to come over. His friend, who was a Charmander, was really fun to be with and would make the time fly by.
He quickly ran to the phone, picked it up and dialled the number. 00011122333 was his number, about the easiest number to remember ever. It rang out four times before Charmander's mother answered it. She was a Charmeleon and his father a Charizard, although it didn't really matter to Buizel. He asked if his friend was there, she asked him to hold on for a moment. Buizel heard her shout for his friend; she knew who was on the phone just from his voice even though she had only met him a few times, which was quite weird.
His friend answered the call and was quickly chatting to Buizel, asking what had happened and things like that. Buizel replied with "not much" and quickly asked his friend if he would like to come over for a while. He quickly asked his parents if this would be ok and they said "sure" so he quickly said "I will be there in a minute". He only lived down the road so this was probably about right.
A little later, there was a rap on the door. Buizel sped forwards and opened it, revealing a young Charmander armed with a shooting game for the Xbox 360 that he always brought with him when he came. They switch everything on (TV, Xbox, etc.) and then started playing the game (for legal purposes I won't name the game, but it rhymes with fall of booty sack cops). They played the game for a while, eventually getting annoyed with it as they were getting killed a lot. They switched the console off, obviously ejecting the game first, and went to play football in the back garden.
They decided to have no goalies, and just to get the ball off the other person in any way possible. This quickly turned rough, ending with a rather violent slide tackle from Charmander that made Buizel fall onto him, pinning him down. There faces were extremely close to each other; this made both parties blush heavily due to the awkwardness of the situation. Buizel's sheath rubbed against Charmander's as he struggled to keep him down, sending shivers down the spines of both owners. Buizel quickly released him, due to the weirdness of the situation. "Sorry" he muttered quickly and then ran inside, leaving a confused looking Charmander alone in the garden.
Charmander returned to the house after a couple of confused minutes, wondering about the feeling and why Buizel had suddenly become very nervous and apologetic. He found Buizel in the living room, looking sorry for himself. Charmander approached the couch and clambered onto it, sitting next to Buizel. He stared at his friend wonderingly; he had never known him to be like this before. Buizel stared back, not knowing whether what he was thinking of doing would lose him his friend.
"Are you ok?" asked Charmander, suddenly but not in a surprising way. Buizel just continued to stare at him for a while before nodding slowly. Charmander didn't look convinced, cocking his head to the side in wonderment. "Charmander..." said Buizel reluctantly "I think I...like you".
"I like you too" said Charmander, not fully understanding what Buizel meant by this.
"No, that's not what I mean" Buizel said slowly.
"What do you mean then?" asked Charmander, confused.
"Can I show you what I mean?"
"Sure..."
In one fleeting move Buizel was upon Charmander, pinning him down. Buizel buried his lips against Charmander's, forcing him back into the couch cushions. Charmander displayed a little resistance, surprised by the suddenness of the situation. He quickly relaxed however, even pushing back a little with a kiss. Buizel slid his tongue into his friend's mouth, meeting another tongue and twisting around it sensually. It felt and tasted so good, like Oran berries and chocolate mixed together. After what seemed like forever they separated, leaving a stream of each other's mouth juices between them.
"Wow" said Charmander, taking a deep breath "That was so wrong, but it felt so right!"
"I might have something that will feel even better" said Buizel, longingly.
"And what would that be"
"It's easier to show you what I mean"
"Ok I trust you"
"Ok then, spread your legs wide and let me show you" Charmander did as instructed moving to the middle of the couch and spreading his legs wide, exposing everything he had to Buizel's eyes and thoughts. Buizel hopped down from the couch and kneeled in front of his friend, gazing at his sheath and balls with an undeniable longing.
He placed his right forepaw on the orange sheath, rubbing gently to stimulate the thing that resided within. Charmander yelped at first due to the surprise of his friend touching his most sensitive and private area, but he was soon moaning gently and feeling his pleasure build gradually. A pinkish banana shaped tool appeared from his sheath, greeting the world for the first time with a couple of little spurts of pre-cum. Buizel knew what he wanted and prepared himself for what he was about to do, Charmander's full length now visible for him to gauge.
He lowered his mouth onto Charmander's maleness, coaxing a few more spurts of pre from it. Charmander was gasping, not used to the intenseness of the pleasure due to not experiencing it previously. Buizel bobbed his head up and down, sucking slightly and licking up any pre that leaked from its tip with his sleek, skilled tongue. Charmander was gasping more than ever now; he was getting close to his first orgasm. Buizel could feel Charmander's maleness throbbing around his tongue, so he picked up the pace continuing to lick at the throbbing pink pole that invaded his mouth.
With a couple of more bobs of Buizel's head on his cock, Charmander fell off the edge. His hips thrusted into his friend's mouth, sending several streams of cum into his friend's throat. When he had stopped cumming he panted heavily, wheezing something about what they had just done feeling good. "Were not done yet" said Buizel, licking what was left off Charmander's cock, and then he added "lie on the couch on your stomach for me please". Charmander rolled up into the position he was told to, not knowing what more they could do. Buizel clambered back up onto the couch and positioned himself behind Charmander, just seeing his tight ass hole made him even more randy. "This might hurt a little at first" said Buizel "but don't worry it will feel good after a short while".
With that he started prodding his cock against his friend's most uncooperative ring. He got about an inch in and Charmander was moaning in pain already. Despite this he ventured on, pushing a few more inches in before pulling out and trusting slightly more quickly into Charmander. Charmander felt like his ass was on fire, but the pleasure it was giving to him was starting to overshadow it greatly. Buizel started pushing into him with increased velocity and power, noticing that his friend's pleasure was more than that of the pain. He pumped faster and faster, now ramming into Charmander's ass with his max power and speed, he was approaching his climax; he could feel the pleasure building to his final release already.
With a couple of violent thrusts more he hilted himself in his friend, moaning with pleasure and sending waves of his sticky white seed into his friend's insides. He pulled out, making his cum splat onto the cushions of the couch. He hadn't noticed that his friend had also finished all over the cushions below, creating a second white patch on the already wrecked fabric. "I love you Charmander" said Buizel, pulling his friend in for another kiss. When they separated Charmander said" I love you too Buizel". They kissed once more before venturing off the couch and into the kitchen to find some food and something to drink. It's the normal things that tire bodies out the most.Chapter End Notes:Yes this will be the last chapter. I'm running out of ideas, so i'm sorry. But I hope you enjoyed yourselves at any rate. Please rate and review all chapters accordingly. :
Buizel awoke. The sun was peering through the window, casting glorious rays of sunshine everywhere. Buizel stretched and yawned, feeling his spine click. He swung his legs off the bed but he stayed sat on it, rubbing his eyes due to both tiredness and all the light that was flooding in. He stood up and vacated the room, leaving it in its usual state.
He proceeded downstairs to check if anyone was still there other than him, no one was. He noticed a piece of paper stuck to the banister, it explained that his parents were going to be back late, and that he could have the leftovers from the previous night for dinner, which were in the fridge. Sighing he realised that this meant he had an entire day to himself, but had nothing to do with that time. He thought about what he could do with this time, mulling many different options around in his mind. He decided that he would ask his friend to come over. His friend, who was a Charmander, was really fun to be with and would make the time fly by.
He quickly ran to the phone, picked it up and dialled the number. 00011122333 was his number, about the easiest number to remember ever. It rang out four times before Charmander's mother answered it. She was a Charmeleon and his father a Charizard, although it didn't really matter to Buizel. He asked if his friend was there, she asked him to hold on for a moment. Buizel heard her shout for his friend; she knew who was on the phone just from his voice even though she had only met him a few times, which was quite weird.
His friend answered the call and was quickly chatting to Buizel, asking what had happened and things like that. Buizel replied with "not much" and quickly asked his friend if he would like to come over for a while. He quickly asked his parents if this would be ok and they said "sure" so he quickly said "I will be there in a minute". He only lived down the road so this was probably about right.
A little later, there was a rap on the door. Buizel sped forwards and opened it, revealing a young Charmander armed with a shooting game for the Xbox 360 that he always brought with him when he came. They switch everything on (TV, Xbox, etc.) and then started playing the game (for legal purposes I won't name the game, but it rhymes with fall of booty sack cops). They played the game for a while, eventually getting annoyed with it as they were getting killed a lot. They switched the console off, obviously ejecting the game first, and went to play football in the back garden.
They decided to have no goalies, and just to get the ball off the other person in any way possible. This quickly turned rough, ending with a rather violent slide tackle from Charmander that made Buizel fall onto him, pinning him down. There faces were extremely close to each other; this made both parties blush heavily due to the awkwardness of the situation. Buizel's sheath rubbed against Charmander's as he struggled to keep him down, sending shivers down the spines of both owners. Buizel quickly released him, due to the weirdness of the situation. "Sorry" he muttered quickly and then ran inside, leaving a confused looking Charmander alone in the garden.
Charmander returned to the house after a couple of confused minutes, wondering about the feeling and why Buizel had suddenly become very nervous and apologetic. He found Buizel in the living room, looking sorry for himself. Charmander approached the couch and clambered onto it, sitting next to Buizel. He stared at his friend wonderingly; he had never known him to be like this before. Buizel stared back, not knowing whether what he was thinking of doing would lose him his friend.
"Are you ok?" asked Charmander, suddenly but not in a surprising way. Buizel just continued to stare at him for a while before nodding slowly. Charmander didn't look convinced, cocking his head to the side in wonderment. "Charmander..." said Buizel reluctantly "I think I...like you".
"I like you too" said Charmander, not fully understanding what Buizel meant by this.
"No, that's not what I mean" Buizel said slowly.
"What do you mean then?" asked Charmander, confused.
"Can I show you what I mean?"
"Sure..."
In one fleeting move Buizel was upon Charmander, pinning him down. Buizel buried his lips against Charmander's, forcing him back into the couch cushions. Charmander displayed a little resistance, surprised by the suddenness of the situation. He quickly relaxed however, even pushing back a little with a kiss. Buizel slid his tongue into his friend's mouth, meeting another tongue and twisting around it sensually. It felt and tasted so good, like Oran berries and chocolate mixed together. After what seemed like forever they separated, leaving a stream of each other's mouth juices between them.
"Wow" said Charmander, taking a deep breath "That was so wrong, but it felt so right!"
"I might have something that will feel even better" said Buizel, longingly.
"And what would that be"
"It's easier to show you what I mean"
"Ok I trust you"
"Ok then, spread your legs wide and let me show you" Charmander did as instructed moving to the middle of the couch and spreading his legs wide, exposing everything he had to Buizel's eyes and thoughts. Buizel hopped down from the couch and kneeled in front of his friend, gazing at his sheath and balls with an undeniable longing.
He placed his right forepaw on the orange sheath, rubbing gently to stimulate the thing that resided within. Charmander yelped at first due to the surprise of his friend touching his most sensitive and private area, but he was soon moaning gently and feeling his pleasure build gradually. A pinkish banana shaped tool appeared from his sheath, greeting the world for the first time with a couple of little spurts of pre-cum. Buizel knew what he wanted and prepared himself for what he was about to do, Charmander's full length now visible for him to gauge.
He lowered his mouth onto Charmander's maleness, coaxing a few more spurts of pre from it. Charmander was gasping, not used to the intenseness of the pleasure due to not experiencing it previously. Buizel bobbed his head up and down, sucking slightly and licking up any pre that leaked from its tip with his sleek, skilled tongue. Charmander was gasping more than ever now; he was getting close to his first orgasm. Buizel could feel Charmander's maleness throbbing around his tongue, so he picked up the pace continuing to lick at the throbbing pink pole that invaded his mouth.
With a couple of more bobs of Buizel's head on his cock, Charmander fell off the edge. His hips thrusted into his friend's mouth, sending several streams of cum into his friend's throat. When he had stopped cumming he panted heavily, wheezing something about what they had just done feeling good. "Were not done yet" said Buizel, licking what was left off Charmander's cock, and then he added "lie on the couch on your stomach for me please". Charmander rolled up into the position he was told to, not knowing what more they could do. Buizel clambered back up onto the couch and positioned himself behind Charmander, just seeing his tight ass hole made him even more randy. "This might hurt a little at first" said Buizel "but don't worry it will feel good after a short while".
With that he started prodding his cock against his friend's most uncooperative ring. He got about an inch in and Charmander was moaning in pain already. Despite this he ventured on, pushing a few more inches in before pulling out and trusting slightly more quickly into Charmander. Charmander felt like his ass was on fire, but the pleasure it was giving to him was starting to overshadow it greatly. Buizel started pushing into him with increased velocity and power, noticing that his friend's pleasure was more than that of the pain. He pumped faster and faster, now ramming into Charmander's ass with his max power and speed, he was approaching his climax; he could feel the pleasure building to his final release already.
With a couple of violent thrusts more he hilted himself in his friend, moaning with pleasure and sending waves of his sticky white seed into his friend's insides. He pulled out, making his cum splat onto the cushions of the couch. He hadn't noticed that his friend had also finished all over the cushions below, creating a second white patch on the already wrecked fabric. "I love you Charmander" said Buizel, pulling his friend in for another kiss. When they separated Charmander said" I love you too Buizel". They kissed once more before venturing off the couch and into the kitchen to find some food and something to drink. It's the normal things that tire bodies out the most.Chapter End Notes:Yes this will be the last chapter. I'm running out of ideas, so i'm sorry. But I hope you enjoyed yourselves at any rate. Please rate and review all chapters accordingly. :